Man, what a day! I swear, Trabia is wild. Like, I thought I knew this place, but today? Pffft, it threw me for a loop. So, I’m a dealer, right? Not the shady kind, chill. I deal in antiques, cool stuff. But today? Ugh, let’s just say it was a rollercoaster.
I started my morning on Via Roma. Grabbed a coffee from that little café, you know, the one with the blue awning? Yeah, that one. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. He knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, Marco, hit me with the usual!” And he’s like, “You got it, my friend!” Best cappuccino in town, no cap.
So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, feeling good, right? Then I head to my shop on Via Garibaldi. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with all sorts of treasures. I’m talking vintage clocks, old paintings, you name it. But today, I walk in, and the vibe is off. Like, super off. My buddy Luca, he’s pacing around like a caged animal. I’m like, “Dude, what’s up?”
He tells me someone tried to break in last night! Can you believe that? In Trabia? I mean, we’re a small town, not some crime hotspot. I’m fuming. Who does that? I’m ready to go full detective mode. I grab my phone, start scrolling through the security footage.
And guess what? I see this dude, wearing a hoodie, trying to jimmy the lock. I’m like, “Bro, you picked the wrong shop!” I mean, I’ve got some serious stuff in there. I’m not just gonna let some punk mess with my hustle.
After that, I needed a breather. So, I hit the streets. I stroll down to the beach, you know, the one by the old castle? It’s beautiful there. The waves crashing, the sun shining. I’m feeling a bit better. But then, outta nowhere, I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.”
But then, I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the sand, looking like a total fool. The kid laughs, and I can’t help but laugh too. It’s like, “Yeah, life’s a mess sometimes.”
So, I get up, dust myself off, and head back to the shop. I’m thinking, “Okay, let’s turn this day around.” I get back, and guess what? A customer! Finally! This lady walks in, and she’s got that look, you know? The “I’m about to spend some cash” look.
She’s eyeing this old vase I have. It’s from the 1800s, super rare. I’m like, “Lady, you’ve got good taste!” We start chatting, and she’s telling me about her grandma who had one just like it. I’m like, “No way! That’s awesome!”
We’re vibing, and I’m feeling good again. But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s a text from Luca. “Dude, the guy came back!” I’m like, “What?!” My heart drops.
I rush outta the shop, and I’m sprinting down Via Garibaldi. I’m thinking, “This guy better not mess with my stuff again!” I get to the corner of Via Roma, and there he is! The hoodie dude! He’s trying to blend in, but I see him.
I’m like, “Hey! You! Get away from my shop!” He looks at me, and for a second, I think he’s gonna run. But then, he just stands there, smirking. I’m like, “What’s your deal, man?”
And then, outta nowhere, the kid with the kite shows up! He’s like, “Hey, that’s my friend!” I’m like, “What?!” Turns out, the hoodie dude is just a kid who thought it’d be funny to mess with me. I’m relieved but also kinda annoyed.
I’m like, “Dude, you scared me! This ain’t a game!” The kid apologizes, and I’m like, “Just don’t do it again, alright?”
Finally, I head back to the shop, and the lady’s still there. She bought the vase! I’m like, “Yes! Today’s not a total loss!”
So, I close up shop, feeling all kinds of emotions. Trabia, man. It’s a crazy place. One minute you’re sipping coffee, the next you’re chasing down a punk kid